I stumbled into being, a three legged beast My hands outstretched like tentacles to Comfort, correct, caress I fell with a reverberating thump into the dust Ringing through by ribs Small men with ropes greatening my burden
I went to sleep with a tooth in my mouth, And woke up with it out The world was warm and fuzzy, And my family sat around They said it was almost time To go, to go, to go, And I sat up from the day To start the night above
Bright lines On slate grey Plaster crunches under No ones feet. Walls proclaim In red, blue, yellow Words that mean a lot To a person out there “Spine” “Breadwinner” “Gold” Or maybe just A name. “Meg!”
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